That's true - sometimes I do. Although I find it hard to believe no one has ever called you 'sweetheart' before.

[Adasse makes sure his grip on Sorrel is firm, and loving, as they make their way back. He snorts softly, giving Sorrel a fond but exasperated look.]

You don't need to apologize, Sorrel, and you're hardly helpless. Of course you're tired - you just helped save all of us. I'd carry you like a bride in gratitude if I didn't think you'd swat me.